This weekend, I moved house. It was an ordeal that actually ended up taking about 5 days in total. Since I was simply moving a few buildings over, I only hired a mover for the big furniture. Everything else I own, I brought over in bags, 3 or 4 at a time. Utter torture.
My new place is much better than the old one. Everything has been updated more recently. Fresher paint, nicer flooring, etc. I'm mostly moved in at this point, and I'm loving it. But, the one thing I will miss dearly about my old apartment is my neighbors. While moving the last of my things, I ran into two of them. (Well, 3 if people under 3 feet tall count. ^^)
While locking my door, the 할머니 beside me came out to check on me. "Are you bringing your bike?? You can't forget that! You will need your bike when it's warm." "Yes, I will. I will come back to get it later." "Okay. Do you know when the new person is moving here?" "On the 24th, I think." "Okay, well, don't forget to come back and get your bike!" haha. On the weekend, while in the elevator, she also told my boyfriend and I that she hopes the new teacher is a kind foreigner. She and her husband just love me and think I'm so cute. Well, it goes both ways. I love meeting them around our building and on my way to work, as they take their morning walk around the neighborhood, hand in hand. I will miss them dearly.
Then in the elevator, I ran into the young 아줌마 and her little boy that live a few doors down. She commented on how much trash I had with me, and I told her that I was moving out. The first thing out of her mouth, "Oh! Are you getting married?!?" "No, not yet. I'm just moving." "With your boyfriend?" "No..." "Ah, you're going back to your home?" "No, I'm just moving to (building number)." "Oh, it must be a better apartment." "Yes, it's nicer." "Well, good for you. So, when will you get married?" "I'm not sure yet..." "Well, your boyfriend is a really good man. You should definitely marry him." "Yes, I know. He's very good." Then she wished me well, made her son bow and say goodbye to me, and went on her way. She's an incredibly sweet lady, and I have loved watching her little boy grow up over the past two years. I will miss hearing his little squeaky shoes running up and down the hall on warm days.
할머니 made 준영 and I promise that we would see her and her husband after I moved. I'm hoping that it actually happens, even if it's just bumping into them while walking down the street. I know I haven't moved far, but I didn't realize how comfortable I'd become in my "home" until I moved it down the street. Here's to hoping that I have a few kind neighbors now as well.
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